A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

born at

was the one who picked the

building with windows that had a Light green wooden

currently snowy, so anyone here would feel comfortable drinking a cup of

year round, no

looking outside. His thin stature made the hospital

almost given

lived two months longer

him with a glass of water

you to take the medicine,”

seemed like he had not

there staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s

nose twitched when he heard

and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans would

also her favorite food,”

in response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby should have

he began to

then, he stopped

never did. It seemed it was better if he never called her at all. He

call her,” he said

didn’t have to give Cecilia too much

this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of

“Please take your medicine.

to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can

took the medicines from him and swallowed them

on the bed, and a nurse came in to help

Mark looked sideways at the

got weaker

Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream

where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed

doctor had almost

had lived two months

a glass

take the medicine,”

seemed like he had

while, he murmured, “Today is the New

nose twitched when he heard

of the year, the Evans Gardon would always

her favorite food,”

didn’t know what to say in response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about

this, he began to fumble in his pocket for his

stopped and shook his

it was better if he never

I better not call her,” he said

didn’t have to give Cecilia too

hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of water and

“Please take your medicine.

can go to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin

medicines from him and swallowed them without

the bed, and a nurse came in to help put

done, Mark looked

weaker and weaker

rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he

hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that

was much like

while and call him “Uncle Mark” when she got

this Cecilia in his

nestled in his arms and gently stroked his face, saying, “Mark, I

this point,

were white, just like the snowy

closed

he needed

in the ward, but he felt cold all over his body. He felt Life without

had probably gone to buy the

nurse was in

really wanted to return home. He missed his home so

in the Evans Gardon, the food Zoey cooked, and

he couldn’t change

would never give up as long as he was

he

to stay strong

he was finding it difficult to

up on the bed and started to make paper planes. He knew how much Edwin

told Mark that he would invent a plane when he grew up. The plane would be so fast that it would get to Czanch in a blink of

he wanted to go

fingers trembled as

Peter came back to the

into a snowstorm on his

in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to

saw the paper planes Mark had been making and he pursed

planes and smiled at

some of your pumpkin

actually

not more than

it in his mouth, he put down

eyes and looked

and have a family reunion,” he said

Angela’s Library

cheerfully assured him. But he could see that Mark

about it, Mark’s phone rang. It was a

it was around 4 a.m.

looked at the caller ID. For a long time, he didn’t say or

it. Maybe Edwin misses you,” Peter

into

boy,” he

might concern Edwin, he decided to answer the phone. It was an international call, so the signal

voice sounded a little

heard him when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to a girl. Her name is Olivia. Olivia

a girl that had been

in which Mark held the phone trembled so violently

Waylen said,

Mark closed his eyes.

to come see you next week. I’ll ask her

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

Waylen said, “Mark, no matter what, I

the emotional entanglement

of his life.

sniffed and put down

he never even

all along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all he’d heard were the

“What happened?” he asked.

he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has given birth to a baby

happy to hear this and he did a fist pump in

great,” he said with a

day of the new year. And Olivia

stroke one of the

back home to

Angela’s Library

a glance would

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